LOVERS LIE -------- ARMS THAT LAY EMPTY

so many white snowing lilies
laying on a ground
stamped on by all the proud

midnights dancing in my lover's arms
promised to turn this light back on
staying true as the dice roll
guess I just looked away

she calls my other name
the one we buried with the sane
walking on wishing strangers
this path breaks almost any fall

empty wooden shelves
stages void of any actors sage remark
dusty weeping
on the willows empty grave

lust in the dust
of bedrooms and bars
are written time spilling
on the tongues
collected in a waterless vase

mother
kissed me on death row
called me as I set fire
to the angels winged coat
took the pill which helped
the daze

THE BLOSSOMS STRIPPED
IN THAT MORNING GATHER
carpeted  dreams
disappear

disappear